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Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Here's one thing about me, (for those who didn't know)..I laugh to keep myself from crying.But then there are days when I can no longer find things to laugh about. Days when I realize that my smiles aren't even 'smiles'. Days when I say that I'm fine but all I want to do really is shout at the top of my lungs that I am not.

I've been really moody these days, I know. I can't seem to stop the streak somehow.And I feel bad that my batch mates had to see me like this. I am like a spoilt brat and I hate it.

You know how they say that a woman's hormones go berserk when they are pregnant?I am SO not looking forward to that. If I feel like trash when I am not pregnant, what are the chances that I won't feel lower than dirt when I am?

Sorry you had to read my depressive rants for the past week. I'M sorry to be feeling this way.

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The owner of this blog is an avid writer; who sometimes wishes that she isn't, for fear of the statistics that writers are four times more likely to suffer from manic depression.She's also slightly hypochondriacal and often diagnosed herself with grave brain-related conditions when she misspells a word.But most of all, she is as silly as a youngest sibling can be, easily bored as she is easily amused, stubborn, hot headed and a mom!